Life is unfair when it comes to dying, murderers don't die painful enough and children die too early. You, you're just someone who likes to gaze at the sea waiting till the sea comes to you.

One day you got tired of waiting and ran to the beach, you stood there staring at the water. The closer and closer you step the water was colder. Now up to your waist. To eventually up your neck, when you went under your vision cut and you sunk to depths.

"hm.?"

The sea Lord was confused.